............"Is that guy, the young master?" Rohan asked, looking at them and glancing at the newcomer."Yes, that's Young Master Richards," Eddie confirmed."What's going on, Brother Spike?" Ethan finally noticed that Brother Spike and his henchmen were kneeling in front of the man who humiliated him and threw him in the trash."Welcome, Mr. Richards! Where would you like me to apologize? Choose carefully," Rohan stood before him next second, scaring him a little."Huh, what do you mean?" Ethan was puzzled.A short while later, Ethan realized why Brother Spike and his henchmen were kneeling in front of Rohan."Why didn't you tell me earlier that he beat you up?" Ethan said with a teary face, his cheeks marked by Rohan's palm prints, as he knelt beside Eddie."Why would I let you know I got beaten because of you? Now, I have to apologize like this. Shouldn't you face the consequences too?" Eddie said with a forced smile, hiding his anger. He wanted to teach this arrogant young mast
............Both Eddie and his henchman shared the same surprised look, their eyes wide and mouths hanging open, upon hearing Rohan's words. They couldn't believe Rohan was serious.Ethan wasn't any better. Even though the money meant little to him, he'd never waste it like this. A regular security guard makes 3 to 4 thousand a month. Even if Rohan hired a hundred to protect the chain restaurants, it would only cost 400 thousand monthly and 4 million annually.But here, he was offering 500 million every year. If this wasn't a waste, then what was it?For the first time, Ethan realized just how different the lives of the truly wealthy were. He had been living in his own small world, content with his limited perspective."Yes, I'm serious. Do you think I have time for jokes?" Rohan said, his face showing a frowning expression."Oh," Eddie was still trying to grasp Rohan's words."So, are you going to accept this deal?" Rohan asked, growing a bit impatient."Uh, I... I can't decide
............At Midnight Hideout, Eddie Malone and his henchman had just arrived after leaving the restaurant.One of Eddie's men had informed him that their leader was in one of the private rooms.Eddie entered the room, leaving his henchman outside to guard with the others who were already present."Hey, Spike! It's good to see you here. I was wondering where you disappeared to," said a big, middle-aged man in a cheerful tone as he chugged his beer straight from the bottle."Hello, Leader Knuckles. I had some business to take care of, so I was tied up. I'm sorry if you needed me for something," Eddie greeted Rusty Knuckles, the leader of the Steel Fist Brotherhood, also known as Mick O'Sullivan.Mick's face shows the signs of many fights, covered in scars and sporting a rough beard. He's about 45 years old, but his strong presence makes him appear even more seasoned.He dons a black leather jacket adorned with patches of martial arts symbols, a white tank top underneath, and faded
............"Click!""Come back here, Rohan!" Riya shouted as Rohan left the room, firmly closing the door."Haaaa... Did I decide too quickly? Anyway, I'm starting to regret it a bit. I need to ask him for compensation since he's making me do overtime that I wasn't supposed to do!" Riya took a deep breath and pondered her choice to accept Rohan's offer.Shaking her head, she pushed aside unnecessary thoughts and began sorting out the details and plans.As for Rohan,"Alright, now that you've agreed to my deal, bring your leader here tomorrow to discuss the details," Rohan said, hearing their positive response before hanging up."Now that this is settled, I need to find some good locations and builders," Rohan muttered, thinking about the rough plan he already had in mind.Rohan was in a hurry because he had received a task from the system.A while back, when he was finalizing the contract with Ethan, he heard the system task activate.[Ding... Task Activated...[Task: Build your ow
............With a bewildered expression, Riya stared at her bank balance, struggling to comprehend the staggering amount."1,010,000,000..."The sight of so many zeroes in her account was nothing short of mind-boggling."Is this some kind of mistake?" Riya asked, her voice trembling with disbelief.Rohan chuckled, realizing her shock. "No mistake, Riya. The 1 billion amount is the fund that I transferred this morning, and the 10 million is your well-deserved compensation. Consider it a bonus for your hard work today."Tears welled up in Riya's eyes as she processed the reality of her situation.She had never imagined receiving such a substantial sum, especially not on her first day of work. It was a surprising moment for her, and her earlier annoyance melted away, replaced by gratitude. Even though she didn't hold any grudge against Rohan in the first place, she already considered him a close friend.Riya had guessed that Rohan came from a very wealthy family, but seeing how effo
............Rohan received Allen Morrison's email and promptly sent him a file with pictures of the land and buildings.Since Allen Morrison was occupied with other matters, Rohan used his laptop to begin describing the type of development he envisioned for the Orphanage and the land.Rohan didn't just purchase the Prosperity Hope Orphanage; he also acquired the nearby land. It was such a great deal that he couldn't pass it up.He pondered what the children might require, such as living spaces, safety, basic amenities like sanitation, places to play and learn, and more.Rohan jotted down his immediate thoughts, leaving the finer details to experts.His phone buzzed, revealing Allen Morrison on the line."Mr. Morrison, have you finished your calculations?" Rohan inquired."Yes, I'm done. I assure you it'll be completed within a week, and the estimated cost is roughly 500 million," Allen Morrison stated, giving his word and sharing the cost with Rohan.'Seems quite small,' Rohan thoug
............Inside the dimly lit Midnight Hideout Pub, within a secluded chamber, a conversation unfolded."Hey, Raven. You got that info I asked for?" A tall, slender man with jet-black hair and piercing green eyes queried the lady across the room."Yeah, Leader Viper! I've got all the info we need," Raven replied. She had an athletic build, short black hair, and intense gray eyes, dressed head to toe in black. She's 36 years old.Raven's real name is Olivia Stone. She's quick on her feet, clever, and a pro at acrobatics and sneaking around.Olivia has a special bond with birds, having learned to communicate with them since childhood. She can mimic bird calls perfectly, which helps during the heists.As the second-in-command, her role is crucial, ensuring the gang's safety and pulling off tricky maneuvers."Alright, let's have our regular crew handle the job, and make sure it goes off without a hitch!" Victor Crowe, known as Viper, gave his orders."Yes, Leader Viper. No need to wo
............"What... do you want to get beaten or something? Can't you see he had so many men with him?" Viper scolded her, causing Raven to bow her head in embarrassment. She had forgotten to consider that, and thankfully, the leader had prevented a potential fight, sparing them from getting beaten to a pulp."Let's go before things get any more complicated!" Victor suggested, and the three of them quickly left the Midnight Hideout Pub.......Next day, Rohan woke up feeling refreshed after a good night's sleep."Morning, Mister!" Mia greeted him as he headed to the garden for some fresh air after washing his face."Good morning, Mia. Today is a great day, as always!" Rohan replied with a smile."Good morning, Mister!" Just as he stepped into the garden, Jake also greeted him while he was watering the flowers."Good morning, Jake!" Rohan smiled and returned the greeting.Rohan appreciated how uncomplicated both Jake and Mia's lives were in the villa, without any known complication
............The man seated on the plush couch was a man from the Dragorin hidden Family, a figure of immense power and influence. His very presence dominated the room, and even someone as powerful as Mord knew he had to show respect.“So, you were sent by Elias Kurovsky? You’re so weak!” the man finally spoke after giving Mord a brief glance. He shook his head in disappointment, his voice carrying a hint of disdain.“Master Dragorin, please don’t worry about my strength. I may be weak, but I’ve built a strong network in these lands. With it, I can help you accomplish your task easily,” Mord replied calmly, despite clenching his fists tightly. His tone was confident, showing no sign of dissatisfaction.Mord had heard from his brother Elias that the Dragorin family was searching for some traitors who had escaped. They needed his information network to track them down, and that knowledge made Mord confident. He sneered inwardly, thinking, *No matter how powerful you are, you still nee
............Ade nodded, a grim expression settling on his face. "Exactly. The Dragorin Hidden Family isn’t known for backing down easily. They’re powerful, and they know it. If it comes to a fight, things could get ugly fast."Rohan leaned back in his chair, his mind racing. The Dragorin family were no ordinary opponents—they were dangerous, cunning, and deeply entrenched in the power struggles of the hidden Martial world. A direct clash with them could lead to consequences far beyond their control."We need to be prepared," Rohan said after a moment, his tone more serious. "If we’re going to confront them, we can’t afford to underestimate their strength. Otherwise, we’ll be the ones to lose.""Agreed," Ade replied, his eyes narrowing as he considered the power of the Dragorin Hidden Family. "We need to gather all the intel we can and be ready for anything. The moment they make a move, we have to be ready to strike without hesitation."Rohan nodded, already thinking through strategi
............"Ehh...really!" Riya and Priya looked at each other with incredulous look, wondering why did they not notice that."You really forgot to look at the report, didn't you!" Sofia Baur look at Riya and Priya with twitch in her temple thinking these two really became spendrifts."About that, Sister Riya. It's about time to call our irresponsible Boss, shouldn't we." Priya said with raising corner of her mouth thinking only option as to how they can solve fund problem."Ahh... Rohan, should we...?" Riya hesitated, unsure of how to express her concerns. If they didn’t have more funds, they wouldn’t be able to complete the upcoming projects."What are you so worried about? Didn't he say before that if we needed more funds, we could just contact him and he'd transfer what we need?" Priya replied, noticing Riya's anxiety. She wasn’t the least bit troubled about calling him. After all, she was just an employee, and there was no harm in asking their boss for financial support.Priya
............"How should I know what those arrogant shits are thinking? I just hope they don't enter Willowbrook City, or I might have to do something about them!" Rohan shrugged, his words turning cold."Hey... hey, Rohan... my man, you should know those arrogant guys aren't just any average men. It's what they have backing them that makes them so arrogant... and we're not in their league to criticize them." Ade looked speechless at Rohan's direct and cold words, even though he agreed. He knew they were nothing special compared to those arrogant piece of shits.As Ade was lost in thought, Rohan was mulling over the information.'How should I handle them? I'm not sure why their activity is getting closer to Willowbrook City. Are they here for the Turner siblings? Even if that possibility is slim, I need to make sure these arrogant guys don't get close to Willowbrook City,' Rohan thought, speculating why the Dragorin Hidden Family decided to send their men to all the neighboring citie
............Ade nodded and sprinted towards the door, while Ravi stood guard to prevent any other gangsters from escaping.The fight was already over except for a few men who came with Hans Schmidt. They stood, looking at Rohan with murderous intent while helping Hans to stand firm.As Ade sprinted through the side door, he followed the sound of hurried footsteps echoing in the dimly lit hallway. Arman Mace's shadow flickered in the distance as he rounded a corner. Ade quickened his pace, feeling like he was chasing a mouse, and a grin formed on his face.Meanwhile, inside the warehouse, Rohan advanced on Hans Schmidt. The remaining gang members, though outnumbered and exhausted, stood protectively around their leader. Rohan's eyes flickered as he thought about how to get information from this trash and dismantle the gang so they could never regroup."You think you can still walk away?" Rohan said, his voice calm but firm. "I've already given you a death sentence, so don't even thi
...... ...... "Like he said, we are not interested. So, care to tell us where your gang leader is?" Ade stepped forward, clearly annoyed, standing in front of Arman. He was not pleased with Arman's attempt to buy time. Even Ravi could see that Arman was just trying to keep them busy with his trash talk. "Fine, you asked for it." Arman, with a disgruntled expression, noticed his phone ringing. Understanding what this meant, he smirked at Rohan and his group. "Get back, Ade. We have a guest who seems to have just arrived!" Rohan, who was keeping a vigilant watch, noticed a few other presences outside the warehouse. Seeing Rohan's warning and vigilant expression, Ade instantly moved back beside him. Arman picked up the phone, his smirk widening into a sinister grin as he answered. "Right on time," he muttered, his eyes never leaving Rohan's. Rohan and Ade exchanged wary glances, both tense and more cautious at the change in Arman Mace's face. The atmosphere inside the warehouse g
............"1...10...30....55... Hmm, there are not that many here. Where might the rest be?" Rohan counted and looked back at Ravi for an answer."They should be patrolling other areas or maybe collecting money from the vendors," Ravi replied after thinking for a moment, checking the time. It was his guess based on the usual activity his team had observed from the gang."Hey, you fuckers, I'm talking to you! Are you ignoring me?" The gangsters who had thrown bottles on the ground glared at Rohan and his group, feeling ignored. Anger flashed across their faces."Crash...!""Fuck it, let's teach them a lesson!" Another group of five stood up, throwing their bottles too. Ten gangsters advanced towards Rohan, Ade, and Ravi."Damn it, they think we're weaklings!" one of the gangsters muttered angrily. Feeling humiliated by Rohan's dismissive attitude, they lunged at him, who was standing at the front."Swiish... Bam! ... Ahhhh...!!""Crash... Thud... Thud...!!"Just as the gangsters lu
............"Thank you again, Mister, and you too. Please, let me show my gratitude sometime if you have the time. Here’s my contact info!" Anshika Kumari bowed and thanked Rohan and Ade once more, offering her phone number to Rohan. She felt that words alone weren't enough to express her gratitude and wanted to invite them to dinner sometime.Although she was poor, she knew how important it was to be thankful after being saved from such a dangerous situation.If Rohan and Ade hadn't arrived when they did, who knows what that gangster might have done to her."It's alright. We'll call you when we have some time. Now off you go. That nice lady will drop you off wherever you need to go. And make sure you don't follow any shady uncles next time, alright?" Rohan smiled gently, noticing the little lady's smile, a stark contrast to her earlier crestfallen expression."Mmm... see you next time, Mister. Farewell for now!" Anshika Kumari nodded and said goodbye to Rohan and Ade before being g
............"Okay...Ms. Kumari, can you tell us how you ended up here? You know this place is very dangerous and filled with gangsters like those guys over there!" Rohan asked the girl pointed at the two pigs lying on the floor, wondering what her story was and what kind of situation led this girl to this dangerous place."I...!" Anshika looked at Rohan's face, hearing his words, unsure where to start explaining her situation that led to her current predicament.She became emotional as she remembered why she followed that portly man despite knowing he had no good intentions.At twenty years old, Anshika’s mother had suddenly been admitted to the hospital due to a stroke. Coming from a poor family of two, both mother and daughter relied heavily on each other, so she was in distress, needing urgent money for her mother's treatment.By chance, she met a portly middle-aged man who offered to pay her mother's hospital bills in exchange for doing something for him. With no other choice, s